Knock, knock......

What awaits us,
on the other side of life's door.

Shall we see that bright light,
and follow it, yearning to see more.

So many have left us here,
taken, in their passing, of this everyday life.

Never to reappear,
Their hearts no longer feeling any joys, or strife.

They've been taken,
As we feel them missing, our hearts left bleeding.

We can only Pray,
their beside Jesus, in Heaven no-longer ever needing.

Blessed are they,
for they now have found their place of eternal happiness.

Now we wait,
remaining here, to be called. Living, feeling their emptiness.

One day we shall all,
awake to see the other side of life's door.

I hope everyone,
awakes to see this vision, with all of this, and so much more!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
We have all wondered about death, and when it knocks on our door.

Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.

Comments (1)

gregster
the title kinda pulled my strings...good twist
Post Comment - Let others know what you think about this Poem
Report Abuse for this page, if inappropiate

Stats for this Poem

on Apr 2012
326 Views
Last Viewed: Apr 7
Last Commented: Apr 2012

Feeling Creative?

We use cookies to ensure that you have the best experience possible on our website. Read Our Privacy Policy Here